'Shit! Shit! Shit! She's on a whole other level.' Compass Carburettor expressed his worry as he tied a cloth around his legs, stopping the bleeding to a certain extent. He was seated inside a submarine that he created using Mental Fragments sourced from fish.
The turbines on its back rotated at terrifying speeds, causing them to push through the waters at a consistent pace. It was fully mechanical though as seated before him was the hulking four-metre-tall Human Invoked Spirit, pedalling nonstop.
Through a set of gears, the torque produced was converted to deliver more thrust in the turbines. And as the mechanical power unleashed by the Invoked Spirit was terrifying, it was possible to sail at such speeds, and at alarming depths in fact.
